“I love Christmas, not just because of the presents but because of all the decorations and lights and the warmth of the season.”

Yesterday it rained most of the day. The rain was loud and heavy and hammered the roof and windows. The dogs chose to stay inside and wait it out until late in the afternoon when the rain lessened. Henry barely made it down the stairs. Nala ran into the backyard. I think I heard sighs of relief. Today is beautiful. It is 50° and sunny.

The other day I watched a couple of Christmas Carol films. I started chronologically with the oldest films I could find. I watched the 1935 film with Seymour Hicks and the 1938 film with Reginald Owen. I’ll work my way up to more recent films. I have a couple of favorites, the Alastair Sims and the Patrick Stewart versions.

Years ago, my mother, my sister and I went to Boston’s Wang theater to watch the play of A Christmas Carol. The tickets were a Christmas present from me, and I sprang for great seats. We were thoroughly enjoying the play. We were toward the end after Scrooge had been transformed and was about to announce he was as giddy as a schoolboy when the fire alarm sounded. At first people just looked around then it was announced we had to leave the theater. We were by an exit so we were out in only a couple of minutes. We stood outside. The people with the balcony seats took a long time to exit. They had to walk down sets of metal fire escape stairs before hitting the ground. There was no fire and no smoke. We never saw the ending of the play, the best part.

My sister in Colorado and her family came out for Christmas one year. My mother got tickets to A Christmas Carol at the North Shore Theater. We had gone to see it a few years earlier, and the costumes and effects were amazing, but I chose not to go; instead, I went with my brother-in-law and two nephews to see the Celtics. It was their last game on the parquet floor in the old Garden. We were allowed on the floor to take pictures. We stood by the mascot, Lucky the Leprechaun, in the middle of the court and took several. The Celts won. After the game, we went to the North End for dinner. It was a wonderful day.

When I was a kid, we often went to Boston at Christmas. We walked all around the Common where the trees were covered in lights. There were pens with reindeer, and people skating on Frog Pond. My father once bought roasted chestnuts from a cart for us to taste. I thought they were gross. We’d walk to the department stores, a couple of blocks over, to see their windows. I remember being awed, open-mouthed, at all the animation. Christmas in Boston is always one my of my favorite Christmas memories.

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4 Comments on ““I love Christmas, not just because of the presents but because of all the decorations and lights and the warmth of the season.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Cloudy and warm again today. We actually go to 76°. Winter is not that far off. Next week a cold front will drive the temperature back down.

    Going to see the Celtics in the old Boston Garden and to go onto the parquet floor would be my choice any day. I would have loved to see Red Auerbach light is famous cigar after the Celts won a game.

    Just saw a news story that this season there’s a shortage of retail store Santas. There’s a Santa Claus booking agency and he says he can’t meet the requests for Santas. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      If the temperature was 76° ere, I’d be hoping for fall. Given how warm it is here, I can’t believe winter is close.

      I went to games when I was a kid. I remember Red and his cigar. The old grarden was an amazing place to see the games.

      My father’s company teamed with the Celtics for a charity. He was invited to a game and could bring guests. He brought my brother and me. I remember there was a reception after the game. This was in the time of Bill Russell. He was at that reception. My father told us to watch. He walked over to where Russell was and stood behind him back to back. My father came up to the small of Russell’s back. I haven’t ever forgotten that as I found it so amazing.

      Yikes, I never thought there wouldn’t be enough Santas.

      • Bob Says:

        Places like the old Boston Garden, Madison Square Garden, and other venues weren’t air conditioned, were small, and the teams couldn’t generate the money to pay today’s players salaries. However, they were intimate places where the fans were close to the action. Today, it’s all about money.

      • katry Says:

        I remember watching the Celtics on TV in play-off game. The Garden was filled. It was raucous. They had to pause the game because of the fog generated by all those people. It hung from the top tiers. Amazing!

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